The Cafeteria
A large room, slightly rounded. Being as prostegious as Hotaka is, the cafeteria looks like a grand dining hall. Long maple wood tables thread through the center, crystal chandliers hanging above casting a fair glow on the room below. The floor is shining and new, not a scuff mark in the entire area. The selection of food is impeccable, and the chiefs are always around, waiting for the students to order. Three square meals are served here a day, and the wide selection is fit for a king. The cafeteria always smells of the feast cooking in the kitchen's, and shines with glamour, almost to the point of intimidation. You'd almost be afraid to chew with your mouth open, in a place like this...
A large room, slightly rounded. Being as prostegious as Hotaka is, the cafeteria looks like a grand dining hall. Long maple wood tables thread through the center, crystal chandliers hanging above casting a fair glow on the room below. The floor is shining and new, not a scuff mark in the entire area. The selection of food is impeccable, and the chiefs are always around, waiting for the students to order. Three square meals are served here a day, and the wide selection is fit for a king. The cafeteria always smells of the feast cooking in the kitchen's, and shines with glamour, almost to the point of intimidation. You'd almost be afraid to chew with your mouth open, in a place like this...
